Two notes away from your heart [WonKyun - Eng. version]

Chapter 12: Two pieces of a puzzle

Wonho was good kisser, and he knew it. All his previous partners had told him, and not that he liked to brag about it, but he considered it as one of his strong points.

He had given many types of kisses, from the most innocent to the most passionate ones. The warm feeling that a pair of lips left over his was unique to Hoseok.

Ever since he met Changkyun in the faculty hall and heard him utter his adorable confession of love, he wished to be the person to whom those words were addressed. He wanted to be the only one who could listen to them and, above all, he wanted to kiss him.

And now he could do it at last.

Wonho merely laid his lips on the other's gently, almost afraid to frighten him; the black haired boy was so nervous that he pressed his mouth in a thin line and closed his eyes tightly: he had no idea what to do, so he stood paralyzed like a statue.

Their hearts beat frantically; the elder felt as if some fireworks had exploded inside him, while the younger still didn't process what was happening.

Seeing how tense he was, Wonho lifted one of the hands resting on Changkyun's waist to his neck, beginning to caress it with his thumb. The muscles of the little boy ended up relaxing as the seconds passed, and the brunette used this to open his mouth and give a little movement to the kiss.

Gradually, Changkyun's lips ceased to be tight and he let himself go, corresponding in a timid, clumsy way. Wonho tilted his head and grabbed the back of his neck for better accessibility, enjoying and slowly savoring the mouth he had longed to taste.

God only knew how much he craved for this moment; he had often imagined what it would be like to kiss Changkyun. On more than one occasion, his mind had gone far beyond a simple kiss.

But no fantasy surpassed reality. Changkyun had a sweet and coffee aftertaste... he never liked a flavor this much before.

The wet sound of their lips parting and slowly coming together again was the only thing audible in the locker room. Wonho wanted to keep that slow pace: he had never dealt with someone as inexperienced as Changkyun, and he had to restrain himself from going any faster.

However, a small moan that came out of the pianist's mouth was enough to urge him to feel more. Wonho bit his thin upper lip slightly, opening Changkyun's mouth in the process, making him gasp and holding on to his leather jacket. He slowly bit his pink lower lip this time, pulling on it and feeling some pleasant tickles all over his mouth.

Finally, he introduced his tongue and met Changkyun's one, caressing it and sucking lightly on it. Both trembled by the warm, wet touch and Wonho accelerated the kiss, pressing the child against the door; the tickles became more intense, more hot, making their bodies set on a fire that could only be put out by the intoxicating caressing of their tongues.

Changkyun raised his arms and wrapped them around the brunette's neck, pulling his soft brown hair to bring him even more closer: his head wasn't on planet Earth and he felt as if his body floated in a vast sea, leaving himself at the mercy of thousands of dangerous currents.

They parted just for a few moments, in which Changkyun took a deep breath and gasped for breath. They stared at each other before rejoining like two magnets, tasting and feeling each other, almost urgently.

"Wonho..." he moaned with a little voice, feeling completely dizzy by the way the experienced tongue was playing with his more timid one, but also caressing it carefully, making sure he wasn't going too fast to help him follow the delicious movement.

Hoseok's fleshy lips seemed to have been made to kiss those who were so thin and delicate. They were like two lost pieces of two different puzzles, which apparently didn't fit together, and which had merged into one, completing each other in a unique way.